Chaos Seven Deadly Sins Novels & Stories

Intimidating and awe-inspiring. "My name is Nya Crimson; I have the lives of two people wrongfully murdered in me, and I will have vengeance." * * * Using her body's memories, she reviews what was known about the vampires of this place. They were a race of long-lived superhumans, one of several that were classified as 'omen'. Omen were genetically-enhanced creatures generally regarded as monsters.

Zeus said she will be freed from this curse if someone summons her continuously for three days straight after midnight before next lunar eclipse when Goddess Selene pleads for forgiveness for sabotaging Hades's work,God of Underworld. Because of her biased decision to save her loved one's life ,Hades lost two souls. Hades hated Selene for that for so long that when he got the opportunity to take his revenge he joined hands with the devil and started the war between the shifters and magic users.Devil used his dark magic to start conflicts between all supernatural creatures.Hades wanted to kill every child of Selene,the children she created by taking two souls from him.He knew the shifters wer

He smiled at the startled old man. "I recommend that you speak with Pride and Sloth first. It's much easier to negotiate with those two than with Wrath." It remained silent. The old man fixed his gaze on the briefcase. Sandoval seems to have given up hope of getting its way. "Mr. Sandoval, do you already understand what's going on? If it had just been me, I could have taken you off the list right away. The issue is that you made a mistake at the wrong time and in the wrong place. I'm Lust, one of The Seven Sins Association's seven founders. Don't you think my friends could be here in my kingdom? Particularly those three, the triad."

"The two biggest women... They are possessed, Arianna. They recognized both of us. Your guardian put us here to take them back.” "We can't kill them," I murmured nervously. "We're going to be real prisoners if we do that.” "I thought of the same thing," she said darkly. "But you don't know the worst part. Each demon has a kind of aura that identifies him. We, the seven deadly sins, have a shining aura, indicating that we belong to royalty. They, in addition to having already realized that they are possessed by fallen angels and not just smaller demons, have an aura in shades of red, an aura made of pure lust.”

It was wrong, it was sick, and it was a literal death sentence under this roof. “I hate him,” I whispered fiercely. “He’s just an arrogant, mocking jerk. I hate him I dragged my feet to the bed, but the anger was just a flimsy shield to cover the terrifying truth: Archie had reawakened the dormant, passionate fire inside me that Matthew had spent two months trying to beat to death. My body was completely starved, aching, and physically frustrated from my husband’s selfish, two-minute routine. It was already late in the night I still couldn’t find sleep

"Why do I get the feeling you all don't want me here?" "On the contrary," one of the five said, reaching nonchalantly over the table for a scone. "You know I like a show with my dessert." Wrath's grin widen as he pointed an excited finger at him. "Exactly why you're my favourite, Gluttony." Wrath... Gluttony? Don't tell me... The seven. Deadly. Motherfucking sins? Why didn't I put two and two together? It makes perfect sense now. Why does he exude so much power... he is a prince of hell. They all are.

“ It’s not for men young lady… “ He said that made my mind puzzled. If it’s not for men, then why did I feel like that? Like my stomach was being cooked and boiled with too much heat. My throat even felt like it was being twisted inside. I asked him using my eyes and saw how he stretched his lips that causes his dimple to show off. I don’t care about how those six men will see me as a woman, but this man's charm was always been hipnotizing. In fact, the word handsome is not enough to define how gorgeous he is. “ That's exclusively for vampires only… “ He said that made my body shivered. For vampires? Does that mean------ “ Yes! You’re the only human there. “ He added that made my mind got ev

Waylon said with a frown. Dante chuckled, “Baby, don’t believe that bullshit. If you want to put reincarnation into perspective, although the sins are not dead, it would be an inheritance through chance like, for instance; Wrath is the strongest, but none of his kids would inherit the sin of Wrath and maybe Grayson or Jasper’s child would or a rogue in the wild. One way you can identify a potential Sin is in the way they act. I am always lazy but sometimes there could be no sign. Our little bae might inherit Valentino’s sin of Envy, but he found us as a substitute for parents and is happy.” Waylon was so glad Dante was done talking. Shaking his head he said, “Honey talk to much.”

Gluttony. Sloth. The seven deadly sins. The commoners don’t see this every day because they don’t have a chance to show it. I’ve lived with them my whole life. The nobles in Westineof let them loose and follow every command that they give. They wanted money, they had it, they wanted more, they craved it, then they stole it indirectly. They wanted women; they raped children; they bought slaves like toys and wanted more. They wanted to be the best, so they ruined the others; they wanted what the others have, they believed that the world is a slave to their desires. They got angry when you pointed out their faults and held pride in what they were doing. They didn’t accept it when someone said d

Danger had a way of announcing itself to me, subtle at first, then louder until I could no longer ignore it. And right now, it was whispering in my ear, telling me that something—someone—was inching closer. I rubbed at my temple and bent again over the journal I had been studying, its spine cracked with age. References to the Order of the Crown, to their twisted devotion, to blood sacrifices masked as rites of purification. The margins warned of infiltration, of enemies hiding in plain sight. The words clawed at me, dragging me back into the very nightmare I had promised myself I would never let repeat.